He slowly remembered a name, Mu Xingqiu. This name is like a lonely boat in the ocean, providing the only foothold. There seems to be a piece of land in the distance, but no matter how hard he tries, he can't get over it.

The wooden door was pushed open, and an old man walked in, leaning on crutches in one hand and holding a bowl of porridge in the other, and putting it on the ground with great effort, "I haven't remembered who I am yet?"

Mu Xingqiu shook his head. It was just a name that could not tell anything. He vaguely remembered some things, but they were not complete enough. They were all incredible scenes. One of the scenes flashed frequently: a woman in white suddenly turned into a huge white snake and swallowed him in one bite. He fought in the darkness and finally escaped, but a large piece of meat remained inside.

This memory is unreliable because he has no injuries on his body, but his clothes are relatively tattered.

"Is there a woman in white?" Mu Xingqiu asked, his voice slow and dull, and his control over his body was still poor.

"Yes, at first we thought we were crazy, but later she turned into a ball of white light and flew away, and we realized that this was a banshee! It was so dangerous. But it was strange that she killed the casual cultivator who robbed people and saved many pregnant women... I don't know if she wanted to kill you or save you..."

The old man pointed to the porridge bowl on the ground and said, "Eat it, don't dislike it. After a while, you may not even be able to drink the porridge. I don't know how long the battle ahead will take. It would be great if it could really eliminate the demon clan completely. Alas, in this world, I don't know if it is a demon or a human being."

Mu Xingqiu bent over to hold the bowl, and then he found a rope tied around his waist. He trance remembered that he was surrounded by a group of mortals and came to the town. After a long argument, a family was willing to take him in. He was afraid that he would hurt others, so he tied it in the woodshed.

This is a clear memory. Mu Xingqiu can remember it with a little effort, but the previous memory is still revealed on the distant continent.

"It was her, she stole my memory." Mu Xingqiu whispered.

The old man took a step back vigilantly, shook his head, turned around and went out. He said to the old woman guarding the door: "It's crazy, it's totally crazy. If he can do some work, he can stay for a few more days. If he can't, there are so many families in the town, just throw it in our house."

The old woman nodded and looked into the woodshed. She faced the eyes that seemed to ignite people. She was so scared that her hands trembled and hurriedly closed the door, "Have you tied it tight?"

"It's tight, even a cow can't escape." The old man said impatiently, hearing the noise in the street, he walked to the door and took a look, immediately closed the door, and said hatefully: "Here we are here again, there is no more than half of the child in the town. Why are Yang Chilang coming?"

"It won't be..." The old woman showed a little panic.

The old man stared at her sternly, "You didn't gossip with your neighbors, are you?"

The old woman shook her head hard.

"Then it's okay." The old man looked at the dilapidated courtyard and room and sighed.

The knock on the door was loud and loud. As soon as the old man raised the door bolt, three conscripts pushed the door in and almost knocked him down.

"It's broad daylight, why are the doors so tight?" A thirty-year-old man asked in a angrily manner. Most young people were recruited into the army, but the recruitment of grain had to be carried out normally, so the yamen in various places left a small number of young and middle-aged people to continue to "work for the country."

"Isn't this a casual cultivator forcibly snatching a pregnant woman? A banshee in white appeared yesterday. We just in case." The old man showed a flattering smile and bent his waist lowered.

"You two old bones are not allowed to give to monsters, what's the point?" Yang Chierlang's tolerance became more and more powerful. He looked around carelessly, "What is in the woodshed?"

"I found a silly boy yesterday. He is quite strong. He just asked and didn't know anything. If Yang Touer wanted to take him away..."

"Bah, why do I want a fool? To be honest, where has your son Luo Xiaoliuer been?"

"Die, I died a few months ago." The old woman said anxiously, afraid that the other party would not believe it, "You have seen all the corpses."

Yang Chilang spat heavily on the ground, winked, and the other two conscripts rushed into the room and burst into breath.

"Old Luo, it's not that I said you, fighting is a good thing. This time it's different from before. You will definitely win. Go to the front line and make a contribution. If you are lucky enough to kill a few demons, get bounty and titles, you won't have to worry about the rest of your life. Do you think we are willing to stay in the town and compete with you? The boss is tight, and there are still several places in our town. Alas, we are unlucky, and we haven't gotten the military sign-up, and we have to be deceived by you troublemakers."

The toll said something, and the old couple nodded and said yes, and cursed in their hearts. In order not to join the army, these toll members spent a lot of money at home, but now they are sarcastic. They did not show up when the pregnant woman disappeared a few days ago, but they jumped out as soon as the matter ended.

The two tolerators left the house with disappointment, obviously no one was found, nor did they find valuable things.

"Either you pay or you pay. You two are irreverent, that's too unreasonable." Yang Chilang was very angry and pointed his hand at the woodshed, "Go inside and take a look, and stomped his feet everywhere. Those casual cultivators who snatched pregnant women reminded me that the unruly people like to dig holes and might hide people underground. I just took a look at Luo Xiaoliuer's body from a distance. Who knows whether it is true or false?"

The old woman's face turned pale, and the old man forced himself to calm down.

The tolerance was sharp-eyed, so he immediately opened the door of the woodshed, intending to do a thorough search.

The door opened, and Mu Xingqiu walked out of it, and the two tollers seemed to have opened the door for him.

The old couple of Luo family were very surprised and didn't understand how the "silly boy" broke free from the rope.

Yang Chilang subconsciously held the hilt of the knife and looked at it for a few times, "It doesn't look stupid, what's your name?"

"Mu Xingqiu."

"Hey, this name seems a bit familiar...where have you heard it?"

A toleration jam said, "Mu Xingqiu, isn't this a wild Taoist priest who was eliminated by the Taoist ancestor in the imperial capital a year ago? The one who colluded with the demons."

"I remembered, oh, are you enjoying me?" Yang Touer pulled out half of the knife. This move usually solves the problems between most mortals.

Mu Xingqiu stared at the blade, as if he saw something flowing.

"Maybe it's a duplicate name, or it may be that he heard someone say this name, so I remember that he is a fool. Yang Touer should not take his words seriously." The old man stepped forward and persuaded.

"Where did the woman in white go?" Mu Xingqiu finally got rid of her chaotic thoughts and came to a clear conclusion: she could find her memories from the woman in white.

"That's a banshee, I've already flew to the shadows. Why are you looking for her?" the old man said in surprise.

"She took my stuff, something very important."

"What? Is it valuable?" Yang Touer's eyes lit up.

"Priceless Treasure." Before the words were expressed, Mu Xingqiu knew that these four words would attract great attention.

Sure enough, the three toll officers and the old couple looked at him with half-believing eyes. Mu Xingqiu's clothes were very ragged, but he was tall and handsome. The confused expression on his face had disappeared. His eyes were calm and firm, and he didn't look like a fool at all.

The gaze had an indescribable power. The longer the five men stared at each other, the more they felt that every word he said was credible.

"First go back to the yamen, I have to figure out your background." Yang Touer withdrew his knife, and the other two conscripts immediately came over to push Mu Xingqiu, all thinking about the same thing: a treasure without any content.

"That banshee seems to be quite powerful, and several casual cultivators are not her opponents." The old man kindly reminded that he also likes "prime treasure", but he is very clear that this thing is destined to be without his fate.

"Who said he was going to catch the banshee?" Yang Touer glared at him, as if he was greatly humiliated. "I want to send him to the army. Fill in our town with a place."

The tolerance pushed Mu Xingqiu away in a hurry, leaving behind the old couple who breathed a sigh of relief.

"'Sheep eats wolf', this kid's nickname is really right. When he heard that the 'Priceless Treasure' didn't even want his life, go find the banshee and see if they can come back alive." The old man didn't believe a word about Yang Touer's words.

The old couple walked into the woodshed and saw that the porridge bowl was empty and the rope was intact on the ground. The knots at both ends had not been moved. The silly boy seemed to have slipped out of it. The two looked at each other in surprise, and their minds quickly turned to a pile of firewood in the corner. After they found that there was no change, they left with confidence.

Mu Xingqiu was taken back to the yamen office and did not resist along the way. He didn't know how to resist. He felt that there was a strange force flowing in his body. Whenever he wanted to use it, it always flowed out from his fingers like a stream of water.

The three toll officers searched Mu Xingqiu and found no gold or silver. They only found three small leather bags. The bag was exquisite but nothing inside. Then they carefully interrogated them and Mu Xingqiu could not remember anything except his name and "priceless treasure".

The tolerators were completely moved by the "priceless treasure" and gathered together to discuss countermeasures. Yang Chilang said: "The decisive battle ahead is imminent. The banshee dared to run to the vicinity of the imperial capital. He must have a big idea. This fool may have been hit by the magic trick, but the priceless treasure he claimed may really exist."

"Yes, a fool won't lie."

"Then let's go find the banshee quickly, and don't let others take the lead."

The two conscripts were very moved, and Yang Chilang knocked on each person's head, "This is a fool. You are even stupider than him. The banshee can even kill a casual cultivator. Can we beat her? It's even more deadly. Things cannot be done, and money cannot be taken over by the three of us. This business is not enough. We have to find help."

“Yes, the more, the better.”

Yang Chilang knocked the token in the head again, "There are too many people, and there are not enough priceless treasures."

The two conscripts were confused and covered their heads and looked at Yang Touer blankly.

"There can't be too few people, or I can't beat the banshee and die in vain; there can't be too many people, or I won't be enough to divide the amount of things, and the news will cause trouble if it is leaked; nor can I find Longbin. Those guys are too greedy, at most I can eat wolves, but they want to swallow lions and tigers, and there is no residue left."

Yang Chilang thought silently for a while, but couldn't think of anyone among the people he knew who could only help and not share the spoils.

"Use me as bait." Mu Xingqiu spoke. He was eager to get back his memory. Only in this way can he drive the power in his body.
Chapter completed!